…we awakened early this morning at the hotel in Kathmandu and our taxi driver took us to Bhaktipur an amazigf town just outside Kathmandu…a complex of temples an old nepali architecture…truly an amazing place. We were possibly the first Westerners to arrive so it was just us and the Napali people who live there. We strolled through ancient palaces and temples…It must have been like Bhaktipur when the first overland hippies arrived in the Kathmandu Valley in the late 60's…we strolled down a lane near the wood carvers square and I noticed an unpretentious jewelry shop…the sign above the door included a photo of my teacher Osho (Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh)…of course I had to check it out and I inquired inside. The young man behind the counter was a disciple of Osho…his name was Swami Pramod Ananda…he told me that there was an Osho Center nearby and that he would take us there. I told him that I met Osho 35 years earlier and had spent a number of years with him. We folded our hands in Namaste and looked one another in the eye…I immediately hugged him and broke down in sweet sweet tears of remembrance that colored the present moment…all those years of being with my Teacher…all the reasons that I went to be with him in India…everything that is bitter and sweet filled me with absolute joy and tender bliss…I last saw Osho in 1989…he died around 1990…I have kept a distance from his commune and even denied my connection to him more than once…when we went to the small Osho Center….the young man gave me a cushion and I knelt on the ground in silent weeping…the connection is still there…the beauty that surrounds me…Osho pointed this out to me years ago in India…in many ways I returned to the Source of my Being today…at one time, being with my Teacher…he pointed out the way on my Path with me…when he died, I was on my own…and today…I am still on my own…but the Beacon of energy that flowed through that man, well, it still shines and that Beacon is in my heart…today was a return…Bringing it all back home….Only in Silence the Word…Only in Darkness the Light…Only in dieing…the Light…
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